Lan Qiwei always thought of Huangpu Xuanye as someone who couldn’t think or talk well because he rarely spoke.
But she changed her opinions towards him when she saw him addressing the situation in front of the throne.
But the most surprised person was Lan Ling’er as she wondered why the queen looked like her mother.
She suddenly recalled that Yun Xuerou had told her that her mother was still alive in a foreign country.
Puzzling everything together, it could only mean that the queen was indeed her mother.
What Lan Ling’er could not understand was why her mother wanted to rule the country when she was already the queen.
And why she had never visited her daughter even once.
Sadness enveloped Lan Ling’er’s heart when she saw her mother showing a despicable smile for power and status.
The way Lan Ling’er remembered her mother was as a kind and gentle person, not the stranger that was standing in front of her.
“Don’t listen to him! He’s a fake!” Lan Qiwei scolded when she realized some of the senators were changing sides. “Do you think you can cheat your way through by changing your looks? Guards! Take him!”
The guards started to move towards Huangpu Xuanye and his companions, trying to catch them alive. Jun Yan and Ye Xun began to fend off the attackers.
Since Huangpu Xuanye and Lan Ling’er did not know how to fight, only Jun Yan, Ye Xun, and seven other JS members were taking on the guards while protecting the prince.
Gunshots sounded through the hall, and it was a bloodbath as guards were killed one by one, but there was no end to them.
Huangpu Xuanye was depressed when he saw the floor being dyed with blood.
It wasn’t his intention to fight; the reason he went back was so he could protect the kingdom.
He risked his life and ran up to the throne, holding his Prince Emblem up high.
“Stop!” Huangpu Xuanye shouted. “In the name of the Prince of the Northern Kingdom, I order all of you to stop!”
His voice echoed throughout the hall, and it stopped the guards.
In the end, the guards were still soldiers of the Northern Kingdom, and they were loyal to the royal family.
“I order all of you to put your weapons down unless you want to meet your maker!”
The guards began to put their weapons down and looked at their prince. The victory was secured.
“What else do you have to say?” Huangpu Xuanye asked Lan Qiwei.
Lan Qiwei never predicted that the teenager would succeed in controlling the guards. She had no one else by her side; she was utterly alone.
She knew she could not fight her way out anymore, and the only option left was to act innocent.
“Xuanye! Are you really Xuanye? We were so saddened when we heard that you were killed in Estan! I never thought I could see you again!”
If Huangpu Xuanye did not know the truth, he would’ve bought her story.